Posted on 07/09/2006 8:59:29 PM PDT by The Mayor
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T.G.I.F. at the Finest |
Every Thursday at the Finest |
Thank you, Meg. I'm really going to miss her, but I sure know I'm not the only one.
I need to get to bed. Have a poem to post for NNB in the morning, but haven't put it together with picture yet.
Nite-nite. Love to all.
Thank you, Lori. I'll be back in the morning. Hugs.
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It is beautiful, Bernie.. I know Maggie had fought the good fight and she had finished the course..I treasure the time I got to know her through the Finest. She will be missed so much.
HUGS, prayers and love go out to you and all your family.
One of my Fave posts from Maggie.
& it bears repeating on this
Maggie Tribute Thread today.
All Maggie's Fam included in my ping...
"Posted by LadyX to Purple Mountains Maj; Mama_Bear; Kitty Mittens; WVNan; The Mayor; Diver Dave; Dubya; MEG33; ...
On News/Activism 05/07/2006 6:04:07 PM PDT · 149 of 163
Quiet evening in The Finest Family Room.
Posting thought-provoking mail received from
my dear friend of 34 years in Florida....
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THE SCARS OF LIFE
Some years ago, on a hot summer day in south Florida, a little boy decided to go for a swim in the old swimming hole behind his house. In a hurry to dive into the cool water, he ran out the back door, leaving behind shoes, socks, and shirt as he went.
He flew into the water, not realizing that as he swam toward the middle of the lake, an alligator was swimming toward the shore.
His father working in the yard saw the two as they got closer and closer together. In utter fear, he ran toward the water, yelling to his son as loudly as he could. Hearing his voice, the little boy became alarmed and made a U-turn to swim to his father. It was too late. Just as he reached his father, the alligator reached him. From the dock, the father grabbed his little boy by the arms just as the alligator snatched his legs. That began an incredible tug-of-war between the two. The alligator was much stronger than the father, but the father was much too passionate to let go. A farmer happened to drive by, heard his screams, raced from his truck, took aim and shot the alligator.
Remarkably, after weeks and weeks in the hospital, the little boy survived. His legs were extremely scarred by the vicious attack of the animal. And, on his arms, were deep scratches where his father's fingernails dug into his flesh in his effort to hang on to the son he loved.
The newspaper reporter who interviewed the boy after the trauma, asked if he would show him his scars. The boy lifted his pant legs. And then, with obvious pride, he said to the reporter, "But look at my arms. I have great scars on my arms, too. I have them because my Dad wouldn't let go."
You and I can identify with that little boy. We have scars, too. No, not from an alligator, but the scars of a painful past. Some of those scars are unsightly and have caused us deep regret.
But, some wounds, my friend, are because God has refused to let go. In the midst of your struggle, He's been there holding on to you.
The Scripture teaches that God loves you. You are a child of God. He wants to protect you and provide for you in every way But sometimes we foolishly wade into dangerous situations, not knowing what lies ahead.
The swimming hole of life is filled with peril - and we forget that the enemy is waiting to attack.
That's when the tug-of-war begins - and if you have the scars of His love on your arms, be very, very grateful.
He did not and will not ever let you go.
Never judge another persons scars, because you don't know how they got them.
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This is a hard "Finest" to take part in. Besides being fellow SandLappers and conservatives, Maggie and I found that we had a lot in common. She was my older cousin as is WVNan, both of whom are great examples to me.
Maggie was a special Lady and one whom I looked up to and admired. I looked forward to the special emails from her with smippets of information about her life and also about the children and grandchildren and the family and dreaded the ones where she told us about the progress she was making with her illness.
Although we never met in person, we felt as though we shared family, etc.
Dearest Cuz, I will miss you. Thank you for being in my life for this brief time. It seemed like we knew each other all of our lives.
How pretty, Billie.
Yes, she would and telling him wonderful tales of friends and family she left behind.
She would be telling us not to grieve but to rejoice, wouldn't she?
Scratch the cat's ears for me, Bernie and give him some extra hugs.
Couldn't play it, but will find it somewhere.
Home Free
by Wayne Watson
I'm trying hard not to think you unkind
But Heavenly Father
If you know my heart
Surely you can read my mind
Good people underneath the sea of grief
Some get up and walk away
Some will find ultimate relief
Chorus
Home Free, eventually
At the ultimate healing we will be Home Free
Home Free, oh Ive got a feeling
At the ultimate healing
We will be Home Free
Out in the corridors we pray for life
A mother for her baby, A husband for his wife
Sometimes the good die young
It's sad but true
And while we pray for one more heartbeat
The real comfort is with you
You know pain has little mercy
And suffering's no respecter of age, of race or position
I know every prayer gets answered
But the hardest one to pray is slow to come
Oh Lord, not mine, but Thy will be done
Let it be...
Chorus
Home Free, eventually
At the ultimate healing we will be Home Free
Home Free, oh Ive got a feeling
At the ultimate healing
We will be Home Free
Home Free, eventually
At the ultimate healing gonna be Home Free
Home Free, oh its more than a feeling
At the ultimate healing
Gonna be Home Free
To all who celebrate the life of Maggie..LadyX
"May we live in peace without weeping. May our joy outline the lives we touch without ceasing. And may our love fill the world, angel wings tenderly beating.
LadyX, God rest your soul precious one and may the good Lord comfort all who love you.
Rest in peace Maggie, you will be missed.
Thanks for the ping Billie. I was so sorry to hear about LadyX passing, she will be greatly missed.
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